Jess phoned from Folweni:
Dad, I see Sheila posted on facebook that it’s your Dad’s birthday.
Oh, yes love, 98 hey!
Dad! He’s 99. You don’t even know how old your Dad is!
Ah, you’re right, 99. How old is your Dad, Jess?
Erm . . . um, I don’t know!
I had a hearty chuckle at that!
Dad! Why’re you laughing!?
I’m laughing at YOU, my Jess!
OK, Jess – so how old is my Dad?
Right, turn that upside down, how much is that?
Oh, are you 66 Dad?
That’s right my girl. Clickety click. And there endeth the maths lesson.